King Philip's expression was cold as he watched the situation. However, his eyes were not only cold as he looked at the Second Order soldiers who had captured the two princes and the two princesses but they were also cold as he looked at the ones captured.
"Why would we have to worry about them?"
King Philip's voice was chilling. His words made it clear to all present that the kindly king of the past had died along with his wife when the demons attacked two days ago.
"You came here with the intention of threatening my kingdom with the belief that you could take on Gales, wrongly and stupidly assuming that we were weak enough for a couple of brats who haven't even grown up yet to intimidate. They're just harvesting what they sowed, simple as that."
